never again | calum hood

twelve

FIRST OF ALL! i'm so sorry i completely disappeared, but school's been literally horrible in every single way, so my most sincere apologies :(

i'll start updating more again 'cause i'm almost done with the stupid exams and my stupid classmates and blablah, ily, hope you like this!

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"I don't understand relationships", I mumbled to Luke. We were sitting at the cafeteria watching Michael and his girlfriend make out on the queue for what was supposed to be food.

It was nothing new, they were always on top of each other, but the confusing thing was that just a few hours earlier that day, Mike had told us that he was gonna end things with her, that he was done, the relationship was extremely boring, except maybe when they had sex, but that he didn't really care if they were still together or not. He said he was gonna break up with her at lunch, and here they were, practically swallowing each other.

"I don't either, but who does?" Luke shrugged.

"Yeah, but if you feel like you don't want to be with someone anymore, then why don't end up things right away?" I asked. "Like, why keep trying over and over again if you know that it's just not what you want?"

"Because it's not that easy", Luke shook his head. "You may think you don't love them anymore but then something happens and you realize that you still get butterflies and all that shit".

"And all that shit", I repeated chuckling and Luke nodded. "I just don't get it", I insisted.

"What?" Luke asked.

"I don't understand what relationships are supposed to be like, I've been with a few girls and most of them just wanted me so we could kiss and hold hands, and others just wanted to show off the fact that they had someone, we didn't have all this drama that makes 'everything more interesting'". I made air quotes with my hands. "I don't even know why I'm asking Luke fuckboy Hemmings this", he glared at me, "but seriously, I really don't get it".

Luke stayed silent for a moment, playing with the rests of food in front of him and then looked up at me again.

"Nobody does, Cal", Luke sighed. "When you're in love you don't really know what you're supposed to do, it all just happens. You feel different, you feel things that you never thought would be considered as "love", but they are. You know the other person isn't perfect, but you still think they're perfect for you. They most likely won't be, that's for sure, and hey, we're still in high school, we probably won't find our future wives here, but you're gonna find somebody who's gonna make you happy, at least for a while, and you're gonna fight, and make out, and go on dates, and fight again, and eventually, you're gonna break up, because that's how things work, how love works, it doesn't follow any pattern or rules. You're gonna fail many times, but you're gonna find the right one someday, after many many mistakes".

"That's what you told the girl who thinks she's your girlfriend?" I said. I knew he was kinda right, but I didn't want to accept it, I'm usually the one who knows this kind of things. Feelings, I know a lot about feelings.

"That's what love's all about", Luke finished, ignoring my comment.

I huffed, Luke could get all emotional and deep sometimes, but then he'd be talking about how he wished unicorns existed. "Lucas, you should be an actual songwriter, have you ever thought about it?" I joked.

"No, but I could be a singer and maybe try to write songs", he grinned.

"Too bad you're a terrible singer", I laughed making him frown.

"You've never heard me sing!" He whined.

"Oh, but I'm almost sure you're a horrible singer, mate", I patted his shoulder.